[Soma hesitates, but only for a second or two. He steps into the bounds of Ignis's outstretched arms, first laying a hand over the man's side, just above his waist. I'm here, the touch says, I didn't run away, I just need a moment. The teen takes a slow, deep breath and presses closer, both arms slipping around Ignis, the breath released in a rushing sigh. He's shivering a little, not from cold but from how hard his heart is beating. Can Ignis feel it, because it's so fast and forceful it's like bird's wings fluttering against Soma's ribs.]
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Nobody's done this in a long time.